"Jenny, this is my mom."Jenny stepped forward and I was immediately stunned by not only her beauty but by an aura of sexuality that surrounded her. Th...s was surely the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen and I felt a stirring in the pit of my stomach and between my legs. "Jenny, you're very, very welcome, it's so nice to meet you," I stammered, "come on in and make yourself comfortable." So nice to meet you too," replied Jenny in a husky voice, "Susie's been telling me all about you, but she. She was there for me when I was like that.” Nathan raised his arms in exasperation as Delia sat their daughter down in a high chair and started to feed her a child’s menu selection she’d picked up at a fast food restaurant—animal shaped chicken bits and skinny French fries. “You were never like that, and I think I had something to do with getting you away from all that wild girls scene,” he said, tapping his chest. She shook her head, recognizing her past wasn’t exactly apples to apples with. She stays on the ground; her only movement the heaving of her chest from her choking sobs. “Spread your legs.”Despite her sobs she dutifully spreads her legs and grabs onto her thighs with her arms. Her shaved pussy is a study in symmetrical perfection. A delicate flower with almost nonexistent labia minora, and a light pink coloration. I kneel down and roughly shove two fingers in her still dry pussy. She makes a little yelping noise. I shove another two fingers from my other hand and start to. We talked about family, life, work, etc., as she worked down my arms, neck, chest, and then feet. I was hard as a rock under the sheet, and I was sure there was no way she could miss the tent, but neither of us said anything.When it was time for me to turn over, she said "Here, let me put a little padding on that headrest for your face. I lifted my head, and she slipped something under it. In the dim light, I could barely see what it was, but I new instantly that it was her panties, fairly.